First Bobo = Popsicle?

So the dreaded day finally arrived on Sunday- Warner's first bobo.  I knew it was coming since he started crawling, but it didn't make hearing that cry any easier.  We had the house open since the weather has been so beautiful lately.  Warner, being the outside lover that he is ,wanted to see his bird friends so he crawled toward them for a closer look.  He didn't realize that the elevation changes from the house to the deck and did a grade A face plant into the deck busting his lip in the process.  Matt picked him up and I came accross the house (as Matt was watching him at the moment) and got him a washcloth to wipe the blood away from my poor baby's lip.  It immediately started to swell and we were trying to think of a way to get some ice on it without W going nuts.  We proceeded to come up with the best solution ever- a popsicle!  We sat W on the deck and gave him the popsicle to eat at his leasure- little did he know that he was helping his lip in addition to getting messy!  The lip went down and all was well in the Marshall house- until the next bobo of course:)